Poetry: Lonely Voices (2005)

Atrocious feelings flowing through me
Welcome to my personal Hell
I spend my waking moments calling out
To anyone and everyone I see
But no hears me or cares to respond
They lay on the other side of a fence from me
I can’t tell you just how far from me you are
But I know I could get you to me if I scream
/enough /wave my arms enough/ stand up and
/jump and live enough/ Live around

I’m just not strong enough/ The now’s not long
enough/ My step’s not quick enough/ I’ll lose
sight of you, I’ll lose sight of me/ I’ll
forget how to breathe, I’ll be lost in the
swell/ lost, alone, forsaken in my personal Hell

Fortune favors many, I’m told, I don’t believe
a word of it/ But watch as I move mountains
with my voice/ Follow me we’ll see how this story
unfolds/ This path I walk leads through a
narrow valley/ This cross I bear is weighing me
down/ I might find shelter in solitude/ or
I might just seek out you/ Look around

I’m just not strong enough/ The now’s not long
enough/ My step’s not quick enough/ I’ll lose
sight of you, I’ll lose sight of me/ I’ll
forget how to breathe, I’ll be lost in the
swell/ lost, alone, forsaken in my personal Hell

I think I originally entitled this “My Own Personal Hell,” but decided it was too camp a title. This is another poem that sounded more like a song to me, but creating music for it is sort of beyond me. Someday, perhaps, but not now.